Dressed in abnormal formals (clothes that are very hard for a single attire to sustain), available either in M, X or XXL sizes only, human beings get to plush and swanky looking workplace. Carrying their laptop - entity providing bread and butter - and rushing towards workstation as if serious economic discussion is about to take place or a rare scientific discovery is going to be disclosed. The speed at which the workstation is reached, will be doubled to get away from it sooner the possible. Then starts a theatrical performance that goes on for days, weeks, months, years, eternities.... People greet each other at every instance (it is still a mystery - why so??) and take opportunities to talk to same-people with long hours on irrelevant and inadvertent topics and issues. Cafeteria acts as a time-killing machine for "always-busy" looking employees who even carry their laptops pretending a do not disturb mode, and employees whose waistline have crossed the arctic. Then their are people who are filled with hyper enthusiasm; down with chronic depression; undergoing severe paranoia; and having a disturbing life experience, roaming around in bunches. At last, ladies - totally makeup-ized and amazingly differently dressed from each other - work really hard. Harder than the men population, because they don't work...they really don't work.
